"Okay then, Doctor, do I need a prescription?"
"There’s no need for oral dication, but I’ll prescribe a box of dicated plasters. Apply one after your bath each evening, it’ll last 24 hours. If you feel any discomfort after applying it, co back to see ."
"Mmm, thank you, Doctor, I got it."
"You’re welco."
....
It was near noon when Lu Jing finally had a mont of respite and could take a sip of water.
The patients that morning had been non-stop, leaving no chance for a break.
But just as he took a sip and hadn’t yet swallowed, soone entered again.
"Doctor Lu."
"Pfft."
The water he was drinking sprayed out.
The person who entered was none other than Gu Cheng.
Gu Cheng was holding the hospital’s CT report envelope and even made a visible gesture with it, clearly saying: You told to get a scan, so I did.
Lu Jing took a mont to recover, since he couldn’t exactly kick the man out, could he?
The guy hadn’t actually done anything yet.
If he were to kick him out, a complaint would surely follow.
Moreover, as a doctor, it wasn’t possible to push a patient away.
"Cough, bring it here, let take a look," he coughed while gesturing with his hand.
Gu Cheng approached with a half-smile and obediently handed over the envelope.
Lu Jing snatched it, then pulled out the films and placed them on the light box to take a look.
And without realizing, he furrowed both brows deeply.
Gu Cheng’s CT scans showed clear signs of misalignnt in the area that had been operated on, not just once, but in three different places.
To correct these misaligned areas, another surgery would be necessary.
And if surgery were to take place, the risks would be significant.
A small mishap could possibly result in permanent damage.
In other words, it could leave behind a disability.
"What happened? Why is there such significant misalignnt?"
His tone was very serious and focused as he asked.
Gu Cheng, who had been cavalier, felt a sudden chill upon seeing the woman’s expression.
Doctor Lu’s serious deanor was indeed oppressive.
After all, who made her man Devil Jiang?
The couple were becoming more alike!
"It’s just that, Doctor Lu. You just need to tell the treatnt plan," he replied.
On hearing this, Lu Jing pursed his lips:
"My treatnt plan is this: hospitalize for surgical repositioning, the sooner the better!"
Clearly, Gu Cheng himself was well aware of the condition and showed no surprise or concern.
"Surgery could be an option, but as for the timing, definitely not for now," he said, giving Lu Jing several aningful looks at the end.
Lu Jing was not blind to those significant glances:
"Your condition shouldn’t be delayed for too long, of course, the choice is also up to you."
Gu Cheng smiled:
"Doctor Lu, if I choose to have the surgery, would you be the chief surgeon?" he asked.
This...
Truthfully, she wouldn’t want to.
After all, Gu Cheng was from the Gu Family, and he also had a complicated relationship with Jiang Qiu.
She didn’t intend to get involved and didn’t want to attract trouble.
Moreover, when the heir of the Gu Family needed surgery, they would surely choose to go abroad.
The surgical scars on Gu Cheng’s leg were clearly the work of a certain dical bigwig internationally known.
Lu Jing had even attended that bigwig’s lectures, otherwise she wouldn’t have recognized it at a glance.
As for why there were misalignnts after being operated on by such a bigwig, the patient himself surely knew the reason well.
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